Another Ten Days Down...

Wow, where does the time go. I've tried to get a post done on several occasions in the last few days but someone always seems to be awake. Here are some of my latest musings/happenings...

• So Drew Carey is replacing Bob Barker as the host of "The Price is Right". I'm not sure how I feel about that, though it doesn't much matter because I'll be back at work before the new shows begin.
• Last week there was a story about Oscar "The cat of death" on virtually every news/talk show on TV. I thought it rather interesting that he can sense when people are in their final hours better then doctors can.
• My boyfriend blew his engine in the final stages of the Brickyard 400 yesterday to finish in 34th. He had been running in the top five and actually led some laps. He sounded like he was going to pass out in his post blow-up interview...I hope the move to Hendrick next year brings him back to life.
• My baby had her hernia surgery today and she did very well. She's such a little trooper. She's been sleeping for the last three hours...I wonder if she's going to sleep tonight...
• Ingmar Bergman died today (or yesterday). He directed many movies but one mentioned by the news man brought back memories. It's "The Seventh Seal"...I had to watch it in my "Film As Literature" class in college. It's supposedly known for the scene where the knight plays chess with death...I just remember it being boring. I never said I was deep...

I suppose that's it for now. Nothing earth shattering I know. We've had several more visits in the last ten days and expect more in the days and weeks ahead. I have until Tuesday, September 4th to enjoy my "freedom" because then it's back to the grind. Around here it's also the first day of school for the new year. I might just have to go buy myself a new outfit.

Since I've Been Gone...

Let's see, it's been about a month since I've posted on Blogger...let's see what I've been up to.

• Had a baby girl on June 20th at 930pm after 24+ hours of "labor" - 6lbs & 19" long
• Had above mentioned baby girl have to spend a week down at CHOP in the NICU where she had a partial blood transfusion and surgery to remove a cystic mass from her abdomen.
• Brought baby girl home on Thursday, June 26th and spent the next month trying to figure out why she cries ALL THE TIME!!!
• Took baby girl down to CHOP on July 10th for her follow-up appointment. While there we discussed her next surgery to repair bi-lateral hernias that she has. Got the surgery scheduled for Monday, July 30th and her blood taken.
• Had myself to the doctor on Monday, July 16th because of recurrent, exhausting heartburn or possible gall-bladder attack.
• Baby girl went to CHOP's King of Prussia location on Thursday, July 19th for an abdomenal ultrasound to make sure everything was good (CHOP radiologists thought they saw an enlarged adrenal gland which may have indicated a "tumor") Luckily they were wrong on that and her abdomen received a clean bill of health.
• Today, July 20th, I had myself to the local outpatient center for my ultrasound to see if I am the proud owner of gallstones. It will be three days before my doctor gets the results - so I have to wait until Wednesday to call them and find out my fate. I am taking Nexium right now to keep the heartburn at bay and I'm using prayer in hopes of keeping another gallbladder attack away (that is, if it was even one to begin with). If I have gall stones I will likely have to have surgery to have the entire thing removed.

So that's about it for the last 30 days. I have watched a lot of TV and have had some visitors over to the house. Baby girl has had two successful outings (not counting doctor appointments) once for lunch with me, my mom and her aunt and then again today with me, my mom and my dear husband for breakfast. With the crying we never know if we should take her anywhere or not. I have managed to keep up a semi-regular email correspondence with the outside world and I even read some blogs yesterday while on the phone with my ween. I guess it hasn't been too bad of a month. I still can't believe I'm someone's mom. It's still so crazy.